I blogged about this last year also. On Memorial Day weekend, my Mom and I visit some really out-of-the-way cemeteries which require 4WD.
A lamb on the stone always means an infant is buried there. In the old sections of the cemeteries, there are a lot of infants.
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Those old, old cemetaries are so interesting and lovely and solemn. I visited one once in Galena, IL where most of the graves were from the 1700s - at least the ones that were still legible.
There were European settlers in IL in the 1700s? I didn't know that.
I know I go on about this all the time on my blog...but out of the way cemeteries ...especially the ones that require 4wd...remind me so much of my childhood. Every July the family (seriously extended cousins/aunts/uncles numbering no less than 100) would go back and decorate the graves of my granfather's family.
When I was a child I did the same five graves....the ones with the lambs on them....my aunt lost 5 babies.
Really sad. Times were so different. More so than they should have been I think...what with being so far back in the mountains.
I love old cemeteries. The tall wheaty looking weeds blowing in the wind are wonderful.
Grave Rubber. Sorry, I like that pun.
Ha!
I grew up with our family cemetery within walking distance of our house. I was always fascinated with the graves of the confederate soldiers and the tombstones with lambs atop--and the row of 8 little headstones with angels on them, my grandmother's lost babies. I loved to look at the dates and read the inscriptions and imagine the stories of those buried there: soldiers, grandfathers, children, young women. There were several who died in the flu epidemic in the mountains around the time of WWI. So many stories!
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